January 2012
6 posts
November 2011
15 posts
I'm hungover and...
The deeply profound pain of losing a loved one never goes away. It doesn’t even lessen. You just learn to push the thoughts to the back of your head until you can’t take it anymore. Nearly 4 years and the familiarity of your face is still fresh in my mind. The comfort I would get from seeing it is now just a hollow feeling.
A boy's sleepy voice is the sexiest shit ever.
while looking through facebook
me: what the fuck
me: who the fuck are you
me: what the fuck you moved across the country
me: ...the fuck
me: how the fuck do you know each other
me: why the fuck are you bf/gf
me: i don't fucking understand this
me: i fucking hate you all
October 2011
23 posts
Fucking A
This doesn’t feel right at all. I feel so out of balance without you. Motherfucking shit.
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September 2011
92 posts
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